Even Sinners Have Souls by Noire

Author:Noire [Noire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Drama, Inspirational, Urban, street, nikki turner, noire, chunichi, blunt, kashamba williams, e n joy
Publisher: E. N. Joy
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

THE END

BACKSLIDER

by

KaShamba Williams

PROLOGUE

The Lust of the Flesh

"No stop this isn't right," I panted, riddled with guilt as my legs straddled widely on the leather seats of Duvall's heather metallic grey 2005 Dodge Durango. No, this wasn't right at all. Duvall was a God-fearing, married man. And here I was, me-taken over by the Jezebel spirit-writing him a ticket that was gonna send him straight to hell for sure.

What was I doing? Where had I gone wrong? At some point during my walk down the path of righteousness, I made a wrong turn. But at what point? I had been doing so well. I thought I had been a sinner, turned Bible toting Christian, for long enough to be able to have control over my flesh. Heck, I had even led my boyfriend, Justin, to the altar to be saved. And although Justin's and my relationship had stood its share of time on shaky ground, since finding the Lord, our relationship had been going quite well. I loved Justin; I really did. But there was just something about the power in that man of God named Duvall that just had authority over me.

Despite our act of adultery and infidelity, Duvall and I truly loved the Lord. "Hypocrites," some might say. No just a couple of backsliders.

At this moment, though, as we engage in a sin that carries the same weight as murder, nothing seems to matter to either one of us except reaching a most pleasurable climax. It was too late to turn back. We were both in this thing way too deep.

Duvall's chestnut brown eyes locked with mine. I couldn't seem to read them though. Every time I tried, the thin layers of his eyelids closed down, as if, on cue, keeping me from looking into his soul; a soul that he knew was at jeopardy.

It was late, very dark, in the secluded location we referred to as, our spot. Our hiding place was deep down in the Pocomoke state creek park, directly underneath the over path. It was a secret place for our secret life, and although we knew it was wrong, we continued to meet knowing we were deceiving many.

What would the saints of Tabernacle of the Living Word think if they could see the two of us now? After all, Duvall was Pastor Wyatt's right hand man - his armor bearer. As if that wasn't my first sign that this man was off limits-forbidden territory. In addition to that, he was married to the pastor's prized possession, award winning, beauty pageant daughter, Avoria. Yes, a hood wretch like me went off to church, got saved and fell in love with the pastor's son-in-law.

Just when I thought I couldn't have sank any deeper into sin than that, not only did I lead Justin to Christ, but three months into his salvation, still trying to find his way and take direction from the men in the church, I set it up so that Duvall would become his mentor. Yes, I did it for my own selfish reasons.

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